The boy's hoarse roar did not cause much reaction in the village.

However, the skinny yellow dog at the entrance of the village was startled, grabbed his tail, and scurried to the side.

reacted that Xiaohu was shouting, and barked at him again, a little annoyed and angry.

At the same time, several tall horses burst in, bringing great shock to the young man who had never seen much of the world.

Xiaohu held a wooden stick in his hand, held his face high, looked up at the dry man who had stopped steadily, his mind was blank, and his heart seemed to be stagnant.

After a while, he finally came back to his senses from that state, and tried to run, when he saw the musket behind the cadre, and stopped abruptly.

The dry man on the war horse, his cold eyes glanced at the wooden stick in the young man's hand, and said coldly:

"A stick of incense time, every family out of the individual, the village entrance gathered!"

Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, pulled out his legs and ran towards the village, his mind full of pictures described by the lame man.

He was not very old, but he had a clear mind, and he knew that the people in the village together could not defeat these cadres.

Don't even think about it if you run.

People are only two-legged, and they can't outrun the horse even if they try their best.

Therefore, no matter how scared Xiaohu was, he also relayed the words of the dry people from door to door.

After a stick of incense.

Dozens of unkempt and ragged villagers appeared in front of the dry people.

The dry man rode on his war horse, looking down at them condescendingly, and his tone was cold, without the slightest emotion:

"On the order of my prime minister, Jiannan Road was changed to Jianzhou, all the people were re-registered, and all fields were re-divided, with 20 acres for men and 10 acres for women!"

The voice fell.

The villagers were stunned at first, and then burst into heated discussions.

The state of Zhou has existed for more than 200 years, and the situation of land annexation is not much better than that of Daqian.

The gentry and the wealthy fields increased day by day, but the land endowment did not increase with it.

The poor people's land is decreasing, but the land endowment has not decreased.

Some people have thousands of acres of fertile land, and they only need to pay taxes of dozens of acres.

However, some people only have a dozen acres of barren land, and it is a problem to even feed a family, but they have to pay taxes of dozens of acres.

This situation is getting worse and worse, and although it has not yet reached the moment when the contradiction erupts, it is not far behind.

It is precisely because of this that Emperor Zhou and Wei Dongzheng wanted to implement a new policy, implement the Fangtian Equal Tax Law, re-clear the land, and reduce the burden on the people.

It's a pity that he was in a hurry and not decisive enough, which gave Fang Xiu an opportunity.

"Listen to this meaning, the prime minister of Qianguo wants to redivide the land for us, 20 acres for men and 10 acres for women, and a household can also be divided into forty or fifty acres."

"Unexpectedly, these cadres not only killed people, did not set fires, did not steal grain, but also gave us land."

The villagers who came here were basically the backbone of the family, and they could understand the meaning of the Qianren's words, and they all showed excitement and discussed enthusiastically.

Xiaohu stood aside, listening to the discussion of the adults, his expression changed a little, and he frowned and said, "In this case, we have also become dry people." ”

On the side, a middle-aged man heard this, glanced at him, and said, "If you can have a field, what's wrong with being a dry person?" ”

Xiaohu has never left the village since he was a child, and has been dealing with fields for as long as he can remember, and he certainly knows how important they are.

However, just for the sake of dozens of acres of land, he abandoned the identity of the Zhou people and rushed to be a dry man, which still made him feel very uncomfortable.

There is an indescribable feeling, that is, it is stuffy.

The adults were still happily discussing, and according to the requirements of the cadres, they stood in line to answer the cadres' questions.

How many men, how many girls, how many children are there in a household, what relationship does it have with each other, what status, what age......

The villagers didn't dare to hide it, let alone make it up, and they all answered truthfully.

More than an hour later.

The cadres led by him put away the yellow book and charcoal, turned over and got on the horse, still looking down condescendingly, and his tone was cold:

"In a few days, someone will come to verify the information of the Yellow Book, and if there is any concealment, it will be severely punished!"

After saying this, he waved his horsewhip and left here with the rest of the cadres.

The spring sun is warm and the breeze is warm.

The soft earth exudes a fresh, moist scent.

The young little tiger watched the horse's hooves splash with dirt and gradually disappear from sight, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart.

For some reason, he always had a premonition that he would be a dry man in the future.

In the city of Anrenfu.

Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Shouzheng, who was over the age of old, was sitting on the Taishi chair, holding a teacup and sipping tea, looking calm.

In the end, he has been a household servant, even though he has returned to his hometown for four or five years, he still has the temperament of being a minister, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

No matter how big something happens in the world, in the eyes of others, it is just a passing cloud, and it doesn't go to the heart at all.

The dozen or so gentry sitting on both sides were too poor in temperament.

At this moment, they sat on the Taishi chair, like sitting on pins and needles, looking at Zhao Shouzheng, all of them had sad faces, like mourning.

"Elder Zhao, the notice of dividing the fields has been posted, what should we do!"

They never imagined that after escaping the crisis of slaughtering the city, such a catastrophe would emerge again.

All the people, re-registered, re-allocated.

These gentry were also among them, and the existing family property, including mansions, gold and silver jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings, could all be preserved, but the land was to be divided.

Even if the title deed of 10,000 acres of land is null and void, it will be given to the poor.

To tell the truth, if those fields were to be seized by the generals of the cadres in various ways, they would feel a little better in their hearts.

As a result, it was so inexplicably distributed to those poor people, which was even more uncomfortable than cutting their flesh.

Seeing that Zhao Shouzheng did not speak.

A gentry lamented:

"Zhao Lao, no matter how much family property there is, it is like duckweed without fruit, the bright moon without roots, and it can't withstand the toss.

The cadres are about to divide the fields we are waiting for with a notice, isn't this digging up the roots of our waiting! ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately resonated with the gentry.

Everyone looked at Zhao Shouzheng and echoed:

"Yes, Elder Zhao, I would rather them snatch away the gold and silver treasures, antique calligraphy and paintings in the house, and I don't want the land handed down by this ancestor to be distributed to the poor."

"Now Jiannan Dao is the master of the house, and the money issued by the imperial court can't be sent to our hands, and there is no land, how can I live......"

Most of the gentry present had served as officials in the court, and after they became officials, they could also receive half of the original salary.

Zhao Shouzheng slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, looked around with his eyes full of vicissitudes, his old face looked extremely calm, and slowly spit out a sentence:

"The old man only has four words for you."

When everyone saw Zhao Shouzheng talking, they all looked at him, with hope in their eyes.

I hope that this former household servant who was once the secretary of state can give a suitable solution.

Zhao Shouzheng's slightly cloudy eyes burst out with a fine light, which flashed and disappeared, and said slowly:

"Be content."

As he spoke, he grabbed the dove staff in his hand and slowly stood up.

Contentment?

Are they too greedy?

These fields themselves are their ancestral property, and it is not human nature for them to want to stay, what kind of greed is this?

If not, what would it mean?

The rest of the gentry were still savoring the meaning of these four words, and when they saw Zhao Shouzheng getting up, they all stood up.

"Old Zhao."

Zhao Shouzheng glanced at them, but didn't pay attention to them, just said surgingly: "It's good to do it yourself." ”

After speaking, holding the dove cane, he walked out tremblingly, his pace was very slow, his body swayed slightly, but every step was very steady.

When the rest of the gentry saw this, they all realized something, and said no more, and sat down again.

"It seems that Zhao Lao doesn't plan to get involved in this matter."

"The older people get, the more afraid they are of death, Zhao is too old to be old, and it is normal for people to want to spend their old age in peace."

"Today, everyone in Anren Mansion is sitting here, even if there is no Zhao Lao, how can they discuss a countermeasure."

"If you want me to say, it's most appropriate to send silver, now the people who occupy Anren Mansion are just some vulgar generals, these people are the best to deal with, as long as you give enough silver, you can do anything."

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone was thoughtful.

"The fact that the Qianren did not slaughter the city shows that the emperor of the Qianguo State gave them the will, and they can't do anything wrong, as long as they still follow the rules, it is right to send silver."

"It's a little reasonable, let's not embarrass those vulgar generals, the silver is delivered, and the field still has to be divided, but this clear field always takes time, and when it can be divided, it is not necessarily.

As long as it is dragged back and dragged until the army of the imperial court recovers Jiannan, what was it was in the original and what it was, those poor people don't want to take away the acre of land that we are waiting for! ”

When the gentleman said this, he paused, looked around, and said:

"Now that wars are raging, silver is hard currency, who doesn't lack it? It's the same with those generals, more than a dozen of us, each of us will give a few hundred taels of silver, enough for 10,000 taels, and then send someone to hand it over to those generals in the city, you say, okay? ”

When another gentry heard this, he hesitated: "Now that Jiannandao is surnamed Tang after all, is it not appropriate to bypass her?" ”

The gentry next to him replied: "The one surnamed Tang was originally just an Oiran of a Qinglou, and she became a dry man's dog, so she has such power today, do you think she will betray her master for 10,000 taels of silver?" ”

"What I said is very true, to send silver, you have to start with those generals!"

The voice fell.

A pot-bellied gentry named Shen Guan shook his head and sighed:

"You've made things simple."

When the rest of the gentry heard this, their faces turned cold, and they replied:

"In our opinion, it's Brother Shen who thinks things are complicated."

Shen Guan had expected this answer, sighed in his heart, looked around, and explained:

"You have lived in the mansion for the past few days, and you have not seen those generals of Qianguo, I don't know what kind of temper they have, just 10,000 taels of silver, in their eyes, it is like dung, how can you disobey the order of the prime minister of Qianguo."

When the gentry heard this, they were all disdainful in their hearts.

I thought I was going to say something.

The affection is too little silver!

It's not easy, just make up some more!

A gentleman stood up and asked, "Then with Brother Shen's meaning, how much silver should I make up?" ”

When Shen Guan heard this, he remembered the generals of the Qianguo who did not fight or rob on the street a few days ago, and he was inexplicably irritable in his heart, and said impatiently:

"It's useless to scrape together as much silver, it's not a matter of silver! Those Qianguo generals don't care about silver at all! ”

"Don't care about the silver?"

When the gentry heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

"There are still people in this world who don't care about silver, and I really have a long insight today!"

Don't say that these generals who have never seen anything in the world, even the princes of the court, and even Your Majesty!

Who doesn't care about silver!

Don't say anything else.

Let's just say that there are still a few official shops in this Anren Mansion, and the money earned is all sent to the palace.

His Majesty is again opening up sources and reducing expenditures, and is implementing a new policy, but on the issue of this silver, he has not seen that he will act according to the rules.

The emperor is still like this, let alone a military general?

When the gentry listened to what Shen Guan said, they only felt ridiculous!